take the X away from generation Place it at the end of S.E. for the duration upon the level Tell the devil to what skip a human I'mma tell him Behold pale
alligators Glow in the dark Pele jacket Shoes shine in your face accurate Never seen a leather jacket with lights in the back of it Custom made by the kids
She longs for peace, it's her revenge She's a stark white pale horse rider and hell's just around the bend She's kids to raise, she got bills to feed
The wind was chill as we sat on the steps, I could see the vapor form from your breath, Well, your lips were red and your skin so pale, But your cash
He wakes up in the morning He pulls his shirt and boots on He grabs his lunch pale and heads out to the light And he goes, and he goes and he works all
the pale moonlight I look around, there's not a soul in sight and I'm walkin' home Once again I hear my mother's voice and all us kids making a bunch
[Another ???] From the celtic tribes and highland plains I hit you with the quickness like bad brains I ain't blowin' no spikes, no queers, no dykes Just the pale
weeeee oooooooohhhh bridgewater astral league ooooh weeee oooooooohhhh are you a little pale my friend? what are you giggling about? are you leaving so soon? its a beautiful night out. like most kids
all the bitches of the athletes [Mikey Rocks:] Big up to what's been up, nigga Pinups from when we clicked up and posed for these pictures, good And the kids
hands On a green colored island On a primitive man It was the future reflected It felt familiar but new A street was missing a building The kids had
Kids kissing on the floor They make a work of art Upon the gallery wall They take the world apart And no one's safe The tension on the string We're almost
put that on ur momma and get ready for the action cause i dont bring drama ima tell the world youre wack in every interview plus your squads kinda pale
cats' rhymes like they instrumentals Sacrifice mics, in front of my following You shit your insides out and go barefoot wallowing Swallowing, woodern crosses, I'm nauseous Fourth the pale
vampires! The cool kids are dancing And we sit round the side It's these marks on our necks That we are trying to hide But with our pale expressions
the beat? And is she realer if she raised in the street? Or can they still feel her if she raised in CT? And if they spit do they have to have kids?
skull enshrined in a shopping mall Near Queens, someone sees it all Icarus takes his pratfall, Bruegel on his head Goodbye Mr. Ed Four and twenty black kids
skull enshrined in a shopping mall near Queens Someone sees it all Icarus takes his pratfall, Bruegel on his head Goodbye Mr. Ed Four and twenty black kids
young, we had to stay strong No matter what we went through, it was me and my crew And that's how it went when we were kids In 3 months we stayed in